Hell. Hell hellhellhell.
My therapist asked me to go to a friends place for the afternoon and cook some food, because I knew I wouldn't cope staying overnight. So, Tuesday, I went and cooked some food, and was preparing to go home, when they invited me to stay over night and I couldn't find and polite way of saying no. I delayed them for one night.
Then last night happened. I stayed over. And Binged. And Purged. And felt like hell. And gained weight. Every thing's going to hell. I want to do this right. I need to be under 48kg by Monday. I will be there.
Because I have to be.
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